Regressing to the mean

Well, after an exciting fun filled fresher’s week, it goes without saying, things should go back to normal, which means my luck is back to crap and then some. If anyone was a fan of Married with Children growing up, you might have heard of the Bundy Curse. The Bundy Curse was like a rubber band. Whatever good luck Al received, he would have to pay it back with an equal amount of bad luck. I try not to be so cynical but my history is without reproach. However, unlike Al, I don’t have a dead end job. But really, being a student again isn’t much better.

Come on Cibo, smile. It’s not that bad.

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Wow, if I knew fleeing my country was going to be so much fun, I would have punched a cop before I left.

Finally, with a break in the action and after finally getting my business team to calm the fuck down about projects that are less work than writing a blog post, I am updating my blog. Well, I’m also writing because I watched my Haruhi videos and London pretty much shuts down at 12 AM except for the clubs; though have fun getting home with the night buses since the subway is closed. Took me an hour just to get a bus on Saturday.

15 MINUTE WAIT MY ASS!

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Retardation in the UK (London Part 2)

I learned two things this week:

1) I really suck at counter-strike. Like man, my reaction time blows, probably from all the punches to the head or something. I am actually through obsessive enough to create an experimentation regiment using several online reaction tests and charting the data in excel to insure I can creditably argue I suck based on physical disabilities so I can get a “handicap gamertag". (Not joking, I’m thanking some god my reaction time is getting better.)

2) Learning British accounting is like dealing with anything British, shit is all fucking different when it just doesn’t need to be. Furthermore, all that stupid shit is completely fucking over your day. FOR FUCK’S SAKE WHAT IS UP WITH THE THREE COLUMNS ON THE FUCKING BALANCE SHEET!!!? I ALREADY HATE ACCOUNTING AS IS! AND NOW I HAVE TO RELEARN THE WHOLE FUCKING THING AGAIN?

Now these annoyances are probably not enough to make me go out of my way to write a post, but Scritty was kind of enough to call me a fag and I strongly suggested I should hurry the fuck up. As such, I’m writing part two of London time.

Union Gurren

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Mind the gap (London part 1)

Coming back to LA after 10 days in London, well, frankly sucks. The only plus is the weather in LA doesn’t blow. Outside of that, yeah I’m back in hell (and jet-lagged by 8 hours). It was also nice of my hopefully future university to put in a pass or get-the-fuck-out math test after I paid a 1000 pound deposit.

I then spent the week after I got back getting up to speed on my “maths”. Though, on the plus side, I’m pretty decent at the derivatives now. The next post will be a Haruhi regression analysis of my enjoyment with the show. Here’s a preview, it’s a DOWNWARD SLOPE!

Fuck the gap!

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